Honor sized up the scene: the Cornucopia stood on a small grassy island in the middle of a perfectly circular lake. The supplies sat in clumps surrounding the golden horn. The metal plates which the tributes stood upon circled the island, about five feet out into the water. It would be a long jump, so she decided she would swim. When the gong sounded, she splashed out into the water, swam to shore, and hopped up on to the island's grassy carpet.
Sixty yards away, she saw it. Shining in the sun, a sword - perfectly sized for her - was lying next to a box of soda pop. She sprinted forward, but someone else had already snatched the gleaming blade up.
"NO!" shrieked Honor. She grabbed a blue backpack and the soda pop before chasing after the thief - Grace. The tall girl, holding a bloody, limp Luci at her side was aiming a knife at someone- now was her chance to get that sword. Honor hastily searched the ground for something to kill her with- and nothing! Not a single weapon was around. The young district 11 tribute ran towards Grace, who had just murdered Abbie.
But she was too late.
Grace was already out in the desert, leaving Honor standing on the Cornucopia island with lust for only one thing - that perfect sword.
Sixty yards away, she saw it. Shining in the sun, a sword - perfectly sized for her - was lying next to a box of soda pop. She sprinted forward, but someone else had already snatched the gleaming blade up.
"NO!" shrieked Honor. She grabbed a blue backpack and the soda pop before chasing after the thief - Grace. The tall girl, holding a bloody, limp Luci at her side was aiming a knife at someone- now was her chance to get that sword. Honor hastily searched the ground for something to kill her with- and nothing! Not a single weapon was around. The young district 11 tribute ran towards Grace, who had just murdered Abbie.
But she was too late.
Grace was already out in the desert, leaving Honor standing on the Cornucopia island with lust for only one thing - that perfect sword.
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